Meanwhile, Zion, Maxwell, and Levi abruptly rose, unsteady on their feet. Their faces were flushed, their pupils dilated, clearly struggling to fight whatever influence was clouding their senses. Rage burned behind their eyes as they realized something had gone terribly wrong.
But before they could act, the Tigren women clung to them like leeches, refusing to let go. Their hands roamed boldly, growing more shameless by the second as they touched places they hadn’t dared to explore earlier. One particularly brazen woman even slipped her hand into Zion’s trousers, her fingers shamelessly seeking the most intimate part of him.
Crack!
"Argh!" the woman screamed in pain, baring her teeth at Zion. He hadn’t just twisted her wrist, he’d used so much force that the bone pierced through her skin and stuck out, as if he meant to rip her hand clean off for daring to touch him.
Earlier, he’d felt sluggish, disoriented, his thoughts clouded, and his body slow to respond. But how could he not? The wine they’d been drinking was laced with wolfsbane and a hallucinogen, powerful enough to dull even a shifter’s senses.
It made them seem drunk, just enough to fool Addison, who wouldn’t suspect anything was wrong. That explained why the fruity wine had been unusually strong.
Desperate to clear his mind, Zion had even called on Shura to help burn the toxins from his system. And now, finally seeing things clearly, rage boiled within him. The realization hit hard: Chieftain Leon hadn’t just tried to seduce Addison, he had orchestrated a trap. If he couldn’t win her over willingly, he’d force her hand... even if it meant drugging and conspiring against all of them.
He had been so disoriented that it felt like the entire world was swimming around him. He hadn’t even realized that other women were touching him. Under normal circumstances, he would’ve reacted immediately; he hated being touched by strangers, especially women he had no feelings for.
Before, he might have tolerated it to make Addison jealous, but not anymore. He’d already come to his senses after all the times he’d hurt her; he never wanted to be the cause of her pain again. That meant no more games, no more reckless provocations, and definitely no more hurting her heart.
But just now, if it weren’t for the sudden, searing pain that pierced through his chest, he might not have broken free of the drug-induced haze. It was that jolt og pain, sharp and scalding, that snapped him out of the hallucinogen’s grip and gave him just enough clarity to push the woman away before she could take full advantage of him. And it wasn’t just him; Maxwell and Levi felt it too. The same pain, burning near their hearts, and like him, it shook them back into awareness.
’We let our guard down, damn it!’ Zion cursed inwardly, rage boiling in his veins. ’Who said the Tigrens were straightforward and not cunning? That damn Chieftain is a sly fox, playing downright dirty and shameless!’ His fury echoed inside him, and Shura, his wolf, was already losing control, growling and thrashing within the bond, as if Zion was on the verge of going feral.
And then he saw her, Addison, doubled over in pain.
Without thinking, Zion crouched down, desperate to reach her, to offer any comfort he could. But before he could even lay a hand on her, Leon stepped forward possessively, blocking his way like a territorial beast. The Tigren Chieftain’s stance was clear: no male was allowed near Addison.
Tigrens were different. While their males were allowed to have many women, especially someone of Leon’s status, their women were expected to belong to one man alone. And now that Leon had marked Addison in this twisted ritual, he was acting like she was already his.
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